Tainted Love – A Short Story

Daisy felt like a prisoner at home. There was no room to breathe there. She hated it and spent every waking moment wishing for something to happen; something that would break the cycle. Then she met Dean.

When they first met, she found him repulsive, both in speech and appearance. He’d called her a coward and dared her to prove him wrong. That night, she made her escape. When they arrived, Daisy ‘s jaw dropped. The entire room was filled with chatter, laughter and smoke. She wanted to leave, but her pride wouldn’t allow it. She had to prove Dean wrong, but more importantly, she had to prove herself wrong.

That night, it started. They kissed, something neither of them had expected. He had begun to fascinate her, and she him. But when word got out, something had to change. In the end, it was Daisy who had to make a sacrifice; that sacrifice being herself.

As time went on, she fell deeper and deeper into darkness. It was thrilling most of the time, but other times, it was terrifying. But Dean offered her comfort, always reminding her that he was there, suffering along with her. But as the days passed, Daisy’s parents grew more suspicious. Then one night, they decided to check her room. She wasn’t there.

Enraged, both waited all night for her return. As soon as she returned, they interrogated her. Finally, she confessed that she’d been going out with Dean. Without hesitation, they told her she was not allowed to see him ever again.

The next day, everything was back in its original state, only her parents had become more strict. They explained what was expected of her in detail; that she was to go to school, return immediately after, and that they would be checking up on her. But with all that had happened, she couldn’t bear the thought of leaving Dean. Once, she had changed her world for him. To make this work, this time, he would have to do the same.

That day, they met briefly, and she explained her situation. He was furious; calling her a coward, and she believed it. It seemed as if she’d always be trapped by her parent’s rules, even if they were to pass. They were instilled in her from a very young age, and had become a part of her.

But she refused to give in. She wanted freedom. She wanted freedom to be someone who could think for herself. She wasn’t going to let them stop her. She knew then, that the only way to earn her ticket to freedom was to play good.That day, she asked Dean for a favour. She asked him to go to church with her and her family, at least for one day. Knowing him, she told him to treat it as a game, and that if he refused, he too was a coward. Naturally, he agreed.

That weekend, he arrived at her house. It was strange to see him dressed in a suit, but she liked it. However, this did not sit well with his parents. Immediately, they told him to leave. But Dean refused to let Daisy or himself believe he was a coward. In that sense, they were similar.

Politely, he accepted, and Daisy felt disappointed. But later, they spotted him again, sitting in the pews. Daisy smiled to herself. Her parents, however, were not pleased. From time to time, either Daisy or her parents would glance towards him. He sat their quietly, and followed instructions obediently. It gave the impression, somehow, that none of this was new to him.

Daisy felt strange watching him and wondered what it would be like to sit quietly there with him. Silently, she looked back on the times they spent together, realizing how meaningless they were. They were always going to parties, but they were never truly bonding. Somehow, she felt guilty. Unable to bear it, she got up.

Quickly, Dean went after her. On the ground she sat, crying and shaking. Without a word, Dean sat down next to her, wrapping his arms around her. “I’m sorry…” he mumbled as tears fell from his eyes as well. It seemed clear enough that they both were on the same page; that both had become aware of their own darkness.

That day, Daisy poured her heart out to her parents, telling them why she’d become like this and that she was sorry. “Perhaps we were too hard on you,” her father said. Her mother nodded in agreement. “Sometimes, as parents, you get so caught up in the need to discipline your child that you forget to give them what they need the most. Love,” she explained.

Her words touched Daisy. All this time, she’d been so caught up in her own feelings that she forget to see things from their perspective. Finally, she agreed to give up on Dean. Quietly, her parents looked at each other, not sure what to do or say. Through the window, she could see his car parked, and decided to end it there.

“I understand,” he responded with a hint of sadness in his tone, “but I hope you don’t mind me coming to church again.”

Her eyes widened. “Oh? Did you enjoy it?”

He smiled at her. “Partying gets a little old,” he replied. “Plus, I’ve some making up to do.” Smiling, they said their goodbyes, and Daisy went inside.

Her parents then asked her how it went. “I think he’ll come around soon,” she assured them, though neither really knew what it meant.


 

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